Seeing Ye Weiwei's determined look, Zhang Chi quickly said: "Weiwei, do you know about those brands? Can you mark them for me? This script is my junior's graduation script. If such mistakes are made, points will be deducted easily and the impact will be affected.
graduate."
"Me?" Ye Weiwei scratched her head, she only knew a few styles.
"Weiwei, please, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Zhang Chi held his hand, his eyes full of sincerity.
Ye Weiwei thought for a moment, looked at her phone, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask for you now."
After saying that, Ye Weiwei clicked on WeChat and looked for Jamel Xiao’s profile picture.
After editing a message, she felt she couldn't explain it clearly, so she simply dialed the man's phone number.
Xiao Jamhan, who had been prepared to destroy everything, saw Ye Weiwei's call, and his aura changed imperceptibly, and he swiped to answer.
So, the next second, a man's sweet and soft voice came from the phone receiver, "Hey, are you asleep?"
He didn't call Mr. Xiao, let alone his name, for fear that Zhang Chi would misunderstand their relationship.
Jamel Xiao's expression did not change at all, and his tone was very cold, "Not yet."
"That's great." Ye Weiwei breathed a long sigh of relief. She was just afraid that she would disturb this guy's rest.
"Yeah." Xiao Jinglian said with a cold face, standing there and continuing to look at the room where Ye Weiwei and the others were, the two of them were still hugging each other.
snort!
Ye Weiwei didn't know that Jamel Xiao was outside, but she heard that his voice was not as loud as expected. She guessed that he was with the children, so she lowered her voice and said in a soft voice: "Are the children next to you?
?”
Jamel Xiao was silent for two seconds, and then said: "Not here."
Ye Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, "Then what brand of clothes do you usually wear?"
"Huh?" Xiao Jing's face was cold, but his tone was obviously not as cold as before.
"That's it..." Ye Weiwei looked back at the computer screen, not lying, "I'm learning to write a script from the director, and there's a section that concerns the tyrannical president's dress. The only one I can ask is you."
Ye Weiwei herself didn't know how soft her voice was when she said the last sentence, so soft that it was like a pool of spring water slowly flowing into Xiao Jamhan's chest, washing away the big stone blocking him, and dispersing all the unhappiness.
"Are you learning to write screenplays?"
The ending was gentle, and anyone could tell that he was no longer angry.
Li Yong, who was standing over there, was stunned for a moment, and soon looked in Ye Weiwei's direction with admiring eyes.
Miss Ye is so powerful, she can prevent a catastrophe with just one phone call.
"Yes, the director taught me. Maybe I can write a script to make a TV series in the future and ask you to invest." Ye Weiwei thought that she could make a lot of money selling the script, and she was in a good mood, so she casually said to find Jamel Xiao.
But little did she know that these words pleased the man again.
You can only ask him about clothes, and you can also ask him to invest in TV series, which is very good.
"I can provide information." Xiao Jinghan said.
"Well, wait a moment, I'll take some notes." Ye Weiwei said, taking out the pen on the table and writing and drawing on a piece of white paper.
"I can't check it now, otherwise you come back and look at my wardrobe?" Xiao Jamhan said suddenly.
Ye Weiwei bit her lip and thought to herself, if she said she couldn't go back, he would definitely say he would pick her up. What to do, telling one lie would require many lies to cover it up.
She's not good at lying in front of him...
"If you have trouble coming back, I will drive to pick you up."